Tuesday, 10 June 2008
I've just returned from an hour in the dentist's chair and am still shaking! I am the world's worst wuss when it comes to dentists, no amount of rescue remedy helps and I'm not sure what is upsetting me most right now, the thought of further treatment or my complete inability to pay for it - both thoughts fill me with dread.
So I'm in need of pretty and the garden is full of it at the moment.
We went to a Springwatch event this weekend and were able to buy some lovely plants at good prices. Last year Big Sister went and brought home lots of wildflower seeds for me. Here is the result, well it's more of a work in progress, my mini meadow:
It is such a pretty thing but so hard to photograph. Full of ox eye daisies, ragged robin, buttercups and other wildflowers waiting on the sidelines. It does prove that you really do not need that much space to enjoy the beauty of flowers and in particular my favourite wildflowers. I also found the little window box in the road so the whole thing was free!
Wildflowers really particularly appeal to me, probably the romantic side of me. I love the folklore attached to them and will spend a very happy hour or two browsing through books on the countryside and herbal lore.
The lovely pink ragged robin is also known as Cuckoo Flower, Meadow Spink, Polly Baker, Shaggy Jacks and Bachelor's Buttons and the Thunder Flower.
Folklore has it that men would carry the plant in their pockets and they would be successful in love, so the story goes, only if the plant thrived or not. By the 1600s girls carried the plant as well under their aprons, giving each plant the name of a local boy. The flower that opened first would bear the name of the boy she would marry or who wanted to marry her.
The beautiful ox eye daisy is known to repel certain insects and has been mixed with animal bedding in farms to keep insects away! It is used herbally to help with conjunctivitis, coughs, asthma and ulcers amongst other things.
One of the many things that watching Springwatch has taught me is that there is so much nature right on our doorstep. Our gardens are full of birds, insects etc and as for the flowers, well, it has taught me that walking around the garden and looking out for the showier plants to bloom, I can still cut armfuls of these:
and be more than happy with the results.
The orange flowers are wildflowers I bought on Sunday, Fox and cubs or orange hawkweed. They really are the burnished orange of a fox. Apparently they grow well on railway cuttings and roadside slopes.
It is the quieter, less showy and flamboyant plants that are now catching my eye - but I'll never say no to a rose!
I need to go and search through my books now for herbal remedies for my poor teeth and perhaps invest in a money plant or two!